Presence Of Soul

What happens after death? Is there really any soul? These questions often comes to anybody’s mind. I was lucky to get the answer long back at the age of 18 only. Courtesy, my Didima(mother of my mother) after her death. My Dadu and Didima at their old age used to live with us after my Dadu’s retirement frm service. In fact I brought them to our home(my father’s Govt Quarter at Burnpur, WB) as no body was there to look after at old age, as they had only three daughters and no Son. I, being the eldest among their grandson enjoyed maximum love and affection from them. My basic education was imparted by my Didima, including the English, She being an educated lady of those days. Both my Dadu and Didima were very pious . I often used to ask her the above questions. Once She told me, ‘Well I will give you answer but after my death, so that you do not remain in doubt.’ Suddenly, after a few days, She fell ill. We called Doctor. It was minor fever. After a few days She developed breathing trouble. We tried to Hospitalize her but she opposed.

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So, We arranged for Oxygen Cylinder at home. She was comfortable. I used to be beside her bed all the times and used to sleep in the same room. After a few days at around 4 Pm, She asked me to call every body of our home. She was O.K but by her calling so, I got suspicious. I shouted and all of the house including my Masiji(younger sister of my mother) who had come to see my Didima came to the room. It was Sunday, so my father was also present. Before any body else came to the room, She gave me certain advise regarding my future, warned me against one of my dearest cousin, which I failed to follw, as he was my only family friend. For not adhering to her advise I had to cut a very very sorry face to all of my relatives and friends as his one action on my name spoiled my whole reputation and it took years to rebuild the same and ultimately after being punished for not adhering to one of my Gurus advise, I disconnected my connection with this cousin who is also a grand son of her(my Masijis Son) for ever. On seeing her condition, my Dadu in a very calm mood, started to read Srimad Bhagwat Gita. After a few minutes she developed breathing problem for less tan a minute and left for heavenly abode. Since I was her eldest grand son, her last rite was performed by me, for that purpose, my mother broke one of her gold ear ring and also broke one of the silver rupee coins of British times and gave me the pieces. I personally placed the pieces of ear ring and coin in her mouth and performed the last rite by pyre in the samsanghat at the bank of Damodar. The real surprise came on the fourth day when my Masiji as daughter performed her sradh(My mother could not as she was sick and performed at a later date). After her Puja, sradh etc, when the place was cleaned and her Photo removed, the same broken ear ring and coin were found uder her Photo. To more surprise when the portions of ear ring and coins were placed to match the broken portions, these immediately made joints with the other halves which were availabe with my mother and looked as if not broken at all. I got answeres of my questions.